"Little Nine, the biggest difference between you and me is the world we live in, the world we come from, and the experiences we have," Chu Wu stood on the balcony, his captivating eyes gazing ahead calmly, "But our attitudes towards others are the same, those we want to protect, those we want to guard, and that unreachable... love?"
"Chu Wu, what on earth is going on with you?" Bi Xia said in a deep voice, "You're acting strange right now, tell me, will you?"
Listening to Bi Xia's words, Chu Wu tugged at the corner of his lips, didn't answer, but said, "Bi Xia, if I'm sick, would you still recognize me?"
"I think you're just insane!" Bi Xia said coldly, "Sick or not, you are Chu Wu, you're the Chu Wu I know! The one who clings to me and asks me to sing 'Little Bugs Flying' for you!"
"Xiao Wu, what's wrong with you? Don't make me worry, okay?" Bi Xia leaned forward, his voice soft but gently enticing, "Where are you now? I'll come find you, alright?"
